Within minutes, officers arrived and began inspecting the trash bin and surrounding area. They took photographs, dusted for prints, and collected the tools for evidence.
The lead officer looked at me and said quietly, “You’re lucky your delivery man saw this. These items match the ones used in several recent break-ins nearby.”
Apparently, our neighborhood had been on edge for weeks — a string of burglaries had occurred just a few streets away. The thieves would scope out homes, stash their tools nearby, and return late at night to break in.
And now, we knew — our house had been next.
The police began regular patrols in our area, and they assured us that Ravi’s note had given them valuable leads.
Gratitude and a Wake-Up Call
That night, after the officers left, I sat at the kitchen table replaying everything in my head. What if I hadn’t read that note? What if Ravi hadn’t cared enough to say something?
The thought of what could have happened — to my wife, my kids — made my stomach twist.
I called the restaurant the next morning to thank him, but he wasn’t working that shift. His manager promised to pass along my message, saying quietly, “You know, Ravi’s a good kid. He notices things most people don’t.”
He certainly had noticed something that saved us.
